life is basic
sane and crazy
up's and down's
smiles and frowns
sunset and sunrise
bad, good and 'alright'
happy, sad and 'alive'
difficult to process with both eyes
puzzling, often late when you realise
not a trial, there's nothing like two tries
friends and enemies
karma and nemesis
love and hate
fashion and taste
sweet and bitter
thieves and givers
short memories
continuous reveries
naked, how you're born
dead, in the coffin, facing the sun
passions, frequently short lived
dreams, most times die, cause — unbelief
an infinite expedition
not immortal? unworthy, it's conclusion
a warfare, angels and devils
unscrupulous men desiring pebbles
regrets about presets
unfulfillment leading to resets
a one lap race
sometimes a migraine, all night pace
infuriating calmness
can't be cool for long, harmless
*laughs* seriously, a comedy?
*wears a stern face* lots of people say this 'drama' is tragedy
don't even go to the heart, it sucks
wasted love, people have tightened their locks
ok, picture this
I loved a miss
hmph, that's right, 'loved'
what do you think went amiss
absolutely nothing that can be traced to me
it ended up hanged, far away from bliss
think it's easy to open up your heart again
of course not, who wants that in vain
let's shove this love thing aside
discuss what's been happening, meanwhile
life has brought rise to abominable offsprings
tighten your shoes, come with me, let's see what this topic is offering
racism is now more sophisticated
lies, jam on the bread, desired to be masticated
if you kill another, innocent or whatever
ask yourself, does it make you better?
on the side of the law?
with a white overall
but there's a skeleton somewhere
still, you sentence people, the saint we think is well
colour, blood, religion, ethics, perspective
there's always an excuse for being ridiculously retrogressive
people must have connived with life
probably at night
hiding in the background
installing blindness to the foreground
telling people life is complicated
NO! IT'S US!! WE ARE COMPLICATED!!!
life doesn't pull the strings
humans are the ones with the stings
life sits, helplessly watching
repenting, hoping, and searching
if there's someone that understands
sees the universal view, even through the sands
able to defend her integrity
broadcast her equity
fish out the agents of iniquity
wearing cloaks of invisibility
hideously in wait
ominous, beautiful wraith
killing the messiahs valiant
philosophically, psychological tyrant
silly, I'm not the first
old prophets are the best
they didn't have expensive vests
but the truth was branded on their chests
men, men, men, men....
save us Almighty, amen.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
The earth spins on its axis, while men spin the axes. Earth, is just a name we call home. We built it, it's our own.
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